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Echidna opened her mouth, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Agree to it?

That obviously wouldn't work. She had thought of forming a contract to explore more possibilities, but if she really agreed to these three conditions, she would be even lower than a slave, completely under Kenma's control.

In that case, how could she freely explore more possibilities?

Refuse it...

Echidna raised her head with some apprehension. The moment her gaze met Kenma's in mid-air, an icy killing intent rushed into her mind.

Why did this guy look like he was about to strike?

Kenma wasn't in a rush. He leisurely took another sip of Echidna's tea and waited for her response.

He considered himself a kind person. When he could get the other party to voluntarily agree, there was no need to resort to direct violence.

After all, the other party would be with him for quite a long time, so giving her just a tiny shred of human rights could be considered his final mercy.

For a moment, Echidna fell into a massive dilemma. Only two paths lay before her at this moment.

Either fall out with the person opposite her and be sanctioned on the spot.

Or choose to agree to these three overlord terms and become an existence even lower than a slave.

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Outside the trial cave.

Shaula squatted boredly on the ground, extending her finger to draw circles on the surface of the sand, pouting with some dissatisfaction.

"Master has been inside for several minutes already, why hasn't he come out yet? Being separated from Master for just a few minutes feels like being abandoned by the entire world. It's so heartbreaking."

Just as she was muttering to herself, she hearing suddenly caught a sound from afar, and raised her head.

Dozens of meters away, a figure dressed in a white robe walked over rapidly, golden pupils locked dead onto Shaula's face.

After seeing Shaula's face clearly, Regulus grew interested, and the unhappiness in his heart vanished in an instant.

"What a beautiful girl, you are fit to be my wife. As expected, this is the balance the world gives me. Giving corresponding remuneration while making people labor, this is the most basic right."

"Huh?"

Looking at Regulus, who had rambled on to himself for a long time in front of her, Shaula barely understood any of it, except for the very first sentence.

Fit to be my wife.

Realizing that the person before her had come with hostility, Shaula's expression darkened, and she pointed at him with a dissatisfied tone and shouted, "What kind of thing do you think you are, actually daring to delusionally want me to become your wife? Don't you know that in this lifetime, I will only accept Master's proposal?! Master is the only existence who will accompany me for a lifetime! What are you barking about here, you stinky white-haired freak!"

Having been fiercely cursed out, the joyful expression on Regulus's face froze, then the corners of his mouth pulled back, and an unprecedented anger surfaced in his eyes.

It was rare for him to want to take a new wife, which was clearly the supreme glory for this girl.

But not only did she refuse, she actually insulted him.

"I'm telling you. That pretty face of yours is repulsive now too. How did you grow such a stinky mouth that only knows how to curse? Do you know that this behavior of yours completely violates my right to dignity and personal rights? This is the most unfair thing for me, who pursues equality the most in the entire world. Go to hell! I don't need trash like you as a wife anymore!"

Driven to shame and anger, Regulus unhesitatingly grabbed the sand on the ground and tossed it forward, covering the area around Shaula in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the opponent suddenly make a move, Shaula was just about to launch a counterattack when she suddenly felt an intense sense of crisis madly transmitting through every single cell.

These attacks... Not good!

Shaula's expression changed drastically, and she immediately jumped backward, narrowly dodging the range covered by the sand.

After being bombarded by the sand, the place where she had originally stood turned into a riddled surface, with dust flying all over the sky.

Regulus walked out of the billowing sandstorm as if nothing had happened. His pure white robe did not receive a speck of stain, and a winning smile hung on his face.

"I'm telling you. You dodging my attack so casually makes me feel very depressed.

Standing right where you are without dodging when facing someone else's attack, this is the most basic rule, right? This is the principle of being a human, right?! This is the most basic politeness when treating others!"

After barely dodging the attack, Shaula raised her hand. Over a hundred silver needles formed in mid-air, surging overwhelmingly toward Regulus.

Boom, boom, boom!

The hundreds of silver needles triggered a massive explosion.

But the sense of crisis in her heart grew heavier and heavier. Shaula dared not slack off in the slightest. Standing in front of the trial cave, she continuously summoned silver needles and shot them forward.

For some reason, she felt that her attacks seemed to have no effect at all on that inexplicable white-haired man.

When thousands of silver needles had ruined the area ahead beyond recognition, Shaula finally stopped her shooting action.

She half-knelt in place, panting heavily, but her eyes kept staring fixedly at the rolling dust ahead.

Was it settled?

She couldn't let that inexplicable white-haired man interfere with Master.

At that moment, the dust was pushed away by the solidified air.

Regulus had one hand in his pocket and grabbed at the empty space with the other, casually controlling the air to disperse the billowing dust.

He leisurely walked to a position only a dozen meters away from Shaula, bent down to grab a large handful of sand, and weighed it in his hand.

"For the sake of that pretty face of yours, I will ask one last time: Are you willing to become my wife? If the answer still hasn't changed, I will have no choice but to kill you."

Regulus issued his final inquiry, but what greeted him was merely a silver needle halting right before his eyes.

Coming from over there was Shaula's weak yet firm voice, her tone filled with disdain. "Just based on you, a stinky white-haired freak? I'm telling you, you're not even a fraction as good as Master. Looking at you makes me sick to my stomach. I will only be Master's wife. A guy like you probably can't even lift it up."

Regulus: "..."

How did she know?! Damn it!!